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  • “C’mon, let’s get you some rest.” Brenda instructed. Riley’s stomach growled. Brenda smiled, “Maybe after dinner?” Riley stopped crying and gave a little smile. She lumbered upright, and asked to take a shower. Bruce of course obliged and whilst in the shower, the water couldn’t quite get hot enough, nor scrub hard enough to cleanse himself off of the night. Tears flowed freely again, until he turned off the water. His sister brought in his clothes. He dried himself off and japanese got into some pajamas. Brenda and Bruce were at the dining table solemnly talking about what had happened, and Bruce’s eyes were filled with tears after the recounting. He gave him a giant hug, and Riley was a big surprised, and a little embarrassed for Bruce at his show of emotion. “You can stay here as long as you need, you are safe! Brenda told me everything, and I will protect you, I promise! Never will anything like this EVER asian happen again!” “Um thanks.” Riley said, a little too shocked and overwhelmed to give an emotive response. “Please have some dinner, I wasn’t expecting company, but I usually cook for leftovers, so please help yourself to anything you need.” Bruce offered his home to them. “Thank you,” Brenda said with all sincerity, we really appreciate it. They ate in mostly silence, Brenda and Bruce making small arrangements and talking, Riley sitting with his head down eating his Parmesan chicken Alfredo. It really Big boobs was delicious, as fine as fine dining could be, but everything tasted strange and kind of bland in his mouth at the moment. When they were done eating, Bruce insisted they go up and get some sleep, and that he would take care of everything around the house. Brenda followed Riley up the stairs through a large set of double doors into a plush bedroom, with a giant fluffy king sized bed. They crawled under the covers, and were about to doze off when Riley suddenly turned to Brenda, “Brenda, will you get me my stuffed turtle, please? It’s on the passenger seat of my car.” “Yeah, of course I will.” She said tenderly, lovingly. She tossed on a fluffy bathrobe, and walked outside to his car, opened the door, and gingerly grabbed the rainbow turtle. Held it to her chest and remembered her mom. Not the one her dad spoke of, but they one they remember, sweet, loving, and singing. Though what he said WAS true, she did run off with a guy named Chad, which is where she got her code name from, she still was very loving to them. She walked back inside, up the steps and into the room all while holding the turtle to her heart, putting her love energy into it. He was rough, cruel and humiliated her. The past twenty-four hours had been a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and experiences. Promise." Then sex became a chore which japanese had to be done at particular times and was always a source of anxiety, which often stopped him cuming. “That's it, slut! I watched as all kinds of things were shown on asian the TV….There was a woman in a skimpy dress and she was cooking dinner. My pants were still by my waist, so I pulled them down to my ankles along with my boxers, then spread my legs to have unimpeded access to my balls and lower areas. While we were eating our salads Amy asked, “What are your work plans for the next couple of days?” She take a bullet from the choppers or something?" the cop asked. I get my proudest, hardest digit inside her without much trouble. “Ooh, yes, yes, yes! It worked perfectly and I was left standing there, naked, in front of a Big boobs group of 2 youths and a group of 3 girls as well as an old man on reception. He didn't want to leave the Temple; he didn't want to leave Lilith – not in the hands of that monster. “Do you?” he asked. The homeless man approached her with a zombie’s shambling walk, his penis still in hand.